Chapter 7: Foreplay

Before he could get in the house and confront Susan about his feelings for her and the possibility of hers for him, down the street came the headlights of his parent’s car. With their parent’s home, Bryan figured any more kissing or talking with her about their kiss would wait. He wished his parents would’ve stayed away for another hour. But, there they were pulling up into the driveway. His parents got out, but the two cousins were not with them.

Bryan asked, “Where are Joshua and Sara?”

“We decided to leave them at their grandparent’s house. There is no school on Monday and we’ll go back to get them then.” His mom answered.

“So, why didn’t you stay there tonight? It has to be a two-hour drive back.” He inquired.

“They needed time alone with their grandparents. And their grandparents were looking forward to having them to themselves for a couple of days.” Tom said starting for the front door. “Now we’re going to bed, we’ve spent a lot of time in the car. Your mom will let Susan know, she can use her old room for the next two days.”

In the kitchen, Liz caught up with Susan, “Joshua and Sara will be staying with their grandparents until Monday night. Until then you can go back to your old room.”

Bryan and Tom walked into the kitchen hearing Susan’s answer, “It’s ok. I like spending my nights in my future room. Bryan being there is a bit of an annoyance, but we’re working on that.” She flashed a quick smile and wink at Bryan. Their parents didn’t see either. “And I’m not giving up the chance of walking slowly to the bed, knowing Bryan won’t be there or racing me there.”

“Ok, we’re going to bed. Try getting to sleep at a reasonable hour. And keep the T.V. down,” Tom said as he took Liz by the hand and headed to their room. Bryan and Susan were right behind them heading to the couch. They exchanged a few glances but said nothing to each other, both blushing. They watch their parents head up the stairs to their room.

Bryan broke the awkward silence, talking about anything but their kiss. “I sure hope we don’t have a repeat of last night. I don’t know if I can stand listening to them go at it again.”

“Yeah, you don’t think they fuck most every night? Do you?” She answered while looking for a good movie on the T.V. She was glad Bryan hadn’t brought up the kiss or how they had kept it going after realizing who they were kissing.

“I wouldn’t think so. They’ve been married a long time. I’d imagine sex with the same person could get kind of boring.”

Susan hit him in the arm. “That is so bad. I hope to be married one day and have sex with my husband as often as possible, and it won’t ever be boring.”

“Well if last night is any indication, you’re right you won’t be boring. But I was talking about our straight laced folks. Or I thought straight laced, but I could be wrong. It did sound like mom was blowing dad, didn’t it.” Even Bryan bringing up her whorish behavior was better than mentioning the hot kiss they engaged in. So she let the inference pass without notice, and nodded her agreement.

“I can’t believe that Mom gives blow jobs. That just seems so unlike her. She always seems so uptight about sex.” Susan stated wondering if her mom like the taste of cum as much as she did. At least, the one time she had tasted it.

Having spent multiple night in his room talking about just about everything, he bet he got a jab in his question wouldn’t triggering her spidy senses. “From your display, I know you’re not so uptight about sex. You ever gone down on a boyfriend?” Bryan asked. In the back of his mind he was wondering if he could ever get her going down on him. The fact he wanted his sister to suck him off came as surprise to him. But there he was asking and hoping she had given a blowjob before. Though it made him a bit sick to think she had had her mouth around another guy’s dick. He was mortified to realize he thought it would be perfectly fine to have them around his cock but not some other boy’s. Yet he justified it as ‘it’s not sex,’ so it would only be a little bit taboo.

Susan wondered how much of her act last night he actually saw. She also wondered if she could bring herself to give her brother a blowjob. He after all had a gorgeous dick, and it wasn’t like it would be intercourse. To wipe the thoughts from her head she shot back, “That is none of your business. You ever gone down on a girlfriend?” And though she didn’t know the reason for Bryan’s question, she had the same reason for asking hers. And the same feeling in her gut about him going down on another girl.

“Yes, and I’m pretty good at it. Not a single complaint to date.” Bryan boasted. He wondered if knowing that would be enough for Susan to let him eat her perfectly edible snatch. Which he knew he would do despite the lingering moral qualms. If she would let him.

Not being able to think of a good comeback for his admission, except, “I’ll be the judge of that.” She blushed at herown statement which acknowledged that she the possibility of Bryan going down on her. She remained silent, not correcting her unthinking outburst, worried she would make it worse letting more of the camels nose under the tent.

It was the temporary silence that let them hear the whoosh of air. It was followed by the sound of leather hitting flesh and the squeals of delight of their mother. Bryan got up from the couch determined to find out what was causing the sound. The voyeur in him was interested in seeing what kind of games his parents were into. How they kept sex from being boring after almost eighteen years of marriage.

Once again Tom had decided on whipping Liz’s ass red. The night before had been a glorious fuck after doing it. This was the actual reason, they left the two youngsters at their grandparents. They wanted to get back to their room and hump like rabbits. In their rush, they hadn’t fully closed their door, again. Bryan careful to not make any sounds crawled up the stairs avoiding a squeaky step to the open doorway. He peered inside not knowing what to expect.

Bryan was surprised at what he saw. His father was completely naked on the bed, with his naked mom bobbing her head up and down his rigid shaft. From his vantage point, he guessed his dad’s cock was just a bit longer than his but with less girth. In one hand he’d a black riding crop like Bryan had seen at the horse races. In the other hand was a pink dick his dad was ramming up his mom’s ass. He couldn’t help but notice how nicely shaped her ass was. Her butt color was a mix of white with red streaks. He was definitely enjoying the sight and his cock started growing.

Bryan had to get out of there before it was necessary to jack off to relieve the swelling his dick was doing. Plus he didn’t want to miss any action Susan may have started from hearing what he was seeing. He crawled back to the stairs and went back down the stairs with hopes of seeing Susan masturbating. He stepped over the creaky stair, again, not letting her know he was on his way back to the family room.

Susan wasn’t getting herself off but was obviously listening to the action coming from upstairs. She had her head cocked to one side, trying to hear better what her parents were up to. It was this concentration on them that made her miss the sounds of Bryan entering the room. The view as he re-entered the room reminded him of earlier in the day. And he wasn’t going to miss out on the opportunity that posed itself to him at this moment. As stealthily as possible, he snuck up behind the girl of his desire. She wasn’t a sister at this time but a gorgeous blonde he longed for, social mores be damned.

“As I recall I left you right about here” he whispered in Susan’s ear and kissed the nape of her neck.

The sensation of moist lips and hot breath engaging her skin permeated her brain. From her brain the erotic sensations went right to her vagina. It had sprung a leak from the touch of her brother’s lips. Had she had panties they would have been soaked. Still she managed to half-heartily say, “Oh Bryan ... Oh god you gotta stop that. Oh shit, you’re my brother.”

He moved slowly to the center of her neck staying low along the connection of her neck and torso. Bryan stopped for a moment at that destination. He asked, “Susan, can we just forget about that for a little while? Can you just be a girl enjoying the kisses I’m enjoying giving?”” He waited and gauged her reaction to the first set of kisses and his request.

Bryan was thrilled when Susan reached up and behind her and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. Her pussy and body’s desired more the majical feelings Bryan’s lips had brought to them. Yet, it was the flutter in her heart that finally overrode her brain’s moral objections. It was the flutter that scared her most. As it made her willing for the moment to forget he was her brother. Which meant they could kiss and caress each other like two people that loved one another. So, he caressed the arms around his neck. They were once so smooth, now they were covered in goosebumps. The tingling flesh, let him know what her silence didn’t say. Susan was agreeable to Bryan’s advances.

Having the unspoken go ahead, he climbed over the back of the couch. He tried to not let his lips leave the delicate skin of Susan’s throat. She didn’t say anything as he did this afraid it’d break his resolve, or hers. And, she wanted this. Despite all her moral reservations screaming in the back of her mind, she wanted this. He continued applying slight suction to her skin. All the while, he could feel her swallow hard as she imagined all she was willing to do in the time to come. He continued the journey around the base of her neck enjoying the silky smoothness of her skin

Bryan didn’t speed up his slow pace around and up the curve of Susan’s graceful neck. He remained calm and deliberate in his resolve.This was his sister and everything told him it was wrong. It was only the resolve to show the girl in his arms how much her cared for her that kept that resolve.

He was enjoying a slow build-up to whatever Susan desired. She was absorbing all sensations, he was bringing her. He had each kiss occur in a time frame designed to feel like an eternity. The only thing racing tonight was their hearts. They raced from the combination of sexual thrill at the hands and lips of forbidden fruit. And, the knowledge that all reservations and guardrails that would’ve been there with normal dates where burnt to cinders, while in the arms of their twin. Susan’s breaths were quickening as Bryan progressed but he wouldn’t accelerate his tempo. He could feel her shake with anticipation of what was next. She enjoyed the thrill of not knowing but wanting it to occur quickly. Before she lost her nerve.

His lips and tongue followed their own meandering trail. A trail up the taut muscles of her rotated her head. She’d rotated hoping on achieving the perfect blend of physical and spiritual oneness with what Bryan was doing. The journey his lips and tip of his tongue followed led to a deliciously sweet spot behind the farthest notch of her ear. There he savored the taste of her. The salty scented oil she was giving off he considered an elixir for the gods. He was pleased she considered him worry to sample it. She wanted more and tried getting her lips to his but he’d not let her move from her current position. He gave her a quick flick of a moist rasping tongue. It glided over the back of her delicate ear eliciting a sigh.

Susan’s mind was concentrating on kisses. Yet she was always keenly aware of the hands lightly moving over her back. His hands already under her sweatshirt were moving around. Never were they content to stay in one place. They brushed over the mole in the center of her back once, twice three times in quick secession. Venturing ever-further around the sides. She felt a slight tickle. His right hand slipped all the way around the side and under her arm. Bryan’s gentle caress of the side of her firm breast registered in the back of her mind.

The habit of blocking hands going to breast by holding her arm tight to her side happened when the feeling migrated to the front of her mind. The objecting to dates touching her tits that was more a formality than a true objection, occurred, “Bryan, we can’t, she muttered but moved her arm out of the way. It was her using her brother’s name that re-ignited the moral conflict over the pleasure being brought to her being from her own twin. Still the conflict was quickly lost as attention returned to her ear and breast. His actions caused a barely audible moan to pass over her lips. Also whispered across those moist lips, “Oh god, Bryan how did we get here?”

Bryan knew Susan didn’t want an answer. She was having this mental war about the incestuous pleasures they were enjoying. He was having them, also. Believing it’d remove these thoughts in her head, he moved down and around her ear working his lips to hers. The sweet saliva of her mouth engulfed his taste buds as their tongues wrestle for more of each other. He lightened the pressure of his lips on hers and moved taking first her upper lip in his and then the lower. He delicately felt the softness of her lips with the end of his tongue. Her attention regained its focus on the hand lightly closing in on her hardened nipple. Bryan’s hand encompasses her breast being very careful in its avoidance of incidental contact with her areola. The bud on the end of her breast rose more from the absence of its longed-for touch.

Susan had an unintelligible utterance try escaping her interlocked lips. It was her expressing how much she loved his touch. How he should stop, but how she needed him to go on. That she loved him as a brother. A brother she wanted as a man. It was her brain in utter turmoil from years of learning what they were doing and what she wanted was wrong while the pleasure of her brother’s hands and lips felt so right. Bryan further heightened her pleasure and anticipation. He continued a feather-soft finger trace just outside of her dark brown nipple’s crown. He’d decided the first contact her nipples would see, would be his taste buds searching for the nourishing nectar only they could supply. She didn’t know of Bryan’s plan for her nipples. But his execution of it, made Susan strain for the contact with the hand just out of her nipple’s reach.

Bryan let go of Susan’s lip and backed up gazing at her. He studied her sparkling green eyes for any signs of doubt. He needed her reassurance about the events so far, “Susan, I just what to be sure you’re ok with this?” He was sure he loved his sister. And he always would but feared going to far. Worried she would shun him if he pushed her into what she didn’t want.

Her answer came as “Oh Bryan ... God I don’t know. What I know is please touch me there I need you to touch me everywhere. I so want it ... need it” Susan was half begging with sexual longing, but he could also see the love she had for him.

“I will in due time,” he said, lightly brushing his fingernail close to her desired target. “But first I have to know. Because I love you as a man loves a woman. Not just how a brother loves a sister.”

She loved him. Through the past couple of months, she knew something was different with them. It just took the past twenty-four hours for it to solidify in her heart and mind. She stared at him, and even in the dim light from the TV, she could see in his eyes that he did truly love her. What his eyes said to her wasn’t at all like she thought her eyes said to him. His wasn’t a sexual love, words said just to get in her pants. It was a deep, kind, and compassionate love that even if she could tear herself from his touch now, his love wouldn’t fade. She knew he’d do anything to defend her and keep her from harm’s way. All the while, letting her grow in her love for him.

Such a pure love was hard to resist. The fact it came from her brother someone she had always loved made it almost impossible. Had this been any other man, she would’ve opened her heart and legs to him right then. Basking in a love few ever have made her determined to open herself it. The resevations and moral concerns weren’t gone, but were squashed under her desire to explore fully the love she had for Bryan. It was for that reason she knew that tonight if he’d have her, they’d be lovers as well as twins

“Yes it’s OK, and I love you. As a woman, not a sister ... You for all your dumb antics. I still love you.” To accentuate it she leaned over kissing him passionately. She thought there shouldn’t be any sexual energy in it, just the outpouring of love she had for him.And the accepting of the love he had for her.

“I love you so much. I just haven’t been able to put it into words. It always sound wrong in some way. Those three words are said so much but I felt it never fully conveyed what I feel for you.” He kissed her back gently. Now, he could admit to himself, why I never stayed with any other girl very long, they were not Susan.

Susan stood up. She was determined to smash all her reservation for opening all of herself up to Bryan. She was sure if she didn’t do it that very evening she would lose out on the love of a lifetime. In her mind, she would crush the doubts and moral doubts. Then Susan knew she not just her heart but legs would open for her brother’s love to fill. She felt like she needed to take the next step instead of having Bryan alone leading them to whatever their final destination was. More suggestive than she had though it would be, she turned back to Bryan, and extended her hand. “Take me to our bed.” He took her hand and stood up. She led him to the stairs. She took one step up and turned back to him. Now at about the same eye level put her arms around his neck and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back. Opening his lips, he welcomed her tongue into him. She broke off the kiss and the arms around her after a few seconds. Again she took his hand. Hand in hand they finished ascending the stairs.